Chapter 40

It was just a game of chess. What could possibly happen? What were the chances of Ivor forcing himself on her?

‘Knock Knock Knock. She rapped on his door.

A deep, charming voice responded, “Come in.”

Bonnie smelled a wonderful cologne as soon as she pushed the door open. Ivor definitely used the good stuff.

Ivor was sitting in a chair. A chessboard had been set up in front of him. He had even gotten someone to prepare tea. Ivor took a slow sip as steam wafted over his sharp eyes. The steam lingered, giving his handsome features an almost ethereal sense of charm.

“The tea master brewed this. Have a taste.”

“Sure.” Bonnie didn’t bother to stand on formalities. She lifted the cup and tasted the tea. “This is Mariage Frères. It’s been brewed very well, too.”

He raised his brow and asked playfully, “How do you know it’s Mariage Frères?”

in Parisia. It produced extraordinary teas in small quantities. Most people

for ordinary people to tell what it is?” Bonnie answered nonchalantly and

tasted it before?”

teas. You could say I’ve tasted every tea imaginable.” She said. Ivor would have dismissed what she said as lies in the past, but he hesitated to think that of her now. Bonnie might be young, but she was far

to have some experience with tea. Are you going to tell me that you’re a tea master next?” Ivor

condescendingly.

blank face.

every tea imaginable, but anyone who was rich enough could do that. However, it was simply arrogance to

tea master.

Even if Bonnie were to learn it from scratch, she wouldn’t have been able

master, Quenton Hill. If you’re

him.”

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Is he working for you?” She put down

Quenton?!

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